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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexitites or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand
on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close
as I fall asleep.

- Pablo Neruda, SONNET XVII

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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret between the shadow and the soul.

-pablo neruda

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